Lovers’ Cliché

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Hello. The poem is perplexing and I am not sure if soaking in the rain is a metaphor or if the narrator actually was drenched, which gives it a bit of mystery. I would like more info, description of surroundings, perhaps? I almost wish it rhymed throughout, too. The last stanza could use some reworking, it seemed a bit awkward. A good basic poem that could be great with some work. Best wishes!



Lovers’ Cliché
REVISED 9/14/16
Written 4/20/16

You found me in the rain,
soaking wet like some cliché.

Once enraptured with your love,
now the fluttery feelings have gone away.                      

What the hell happened,
my fancy free friend?

Is your heart made of stone?

My heart rests in the place we met.

I could love you,
but I will leave you alone

For you,
                                                                                               
I hope the waters that fill your cup
are sweet and to its brim.

That sunlight finds you,
and glows warm against your skin.

I hope that you remember when
we stood soaking in the rain,
and you will call me friend.